so far, so good /playdead
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i’m watching for sinners but seeing other horror win awards is a plus. It’s so inspiring
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I’d have been on sooner saying ‘yay’ if I could get the data connection in a crowded pub
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I am TITTY FREE!!! SURGERY WAS A SUCCESS! They removed around 7lbs from my chest!
I also accidentally did too much and tugged one of the drains, so my friends had to help me get that sorted, but now im all good until 10pm when I take my next dose of meds and clean my drains!
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Hai, I’d like to actually introduce myself!
And here’s a DNI:
Proshippers
Pedophiles
Zoophiles
NSFW blogs (sometimes I forget what I’m looking at and then I reblog it by accident) and I do mean if it’s for specifically NSFW
Anti-Furries
Pro-AI
And an ask of y'all
Please do not spam-ask me. I had someone spam ask bean casserole to me once (they were my sibling) and there was someone who kept spamming nonesense.
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I want to apologize to my neighbors for the scream that came out of me when Marsali and Fergus blessed my screen with their presence.
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Posting this today!!
I’m sorry it took so long but I had ran out of brain juice😭
I took a few creative liberties. It’s not like a romcom but more like a romrom? Idkk!
I hope you like it!!
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I have 2 things to say about this:
One: can she look at me like this? 👀👀
Two: I’ve been looking everywhere for this specific pov for a drawing! Who knew that laes had the reference I needed this whole time?
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Ah yes, Sauron x Ar-Pharazôn, a classic! (Sorry this took so long! I got a little carried away…)
The first thing Sauron took note of, upon their first encounter, was that Ar-Pharazôn was no Celebrimbor. In fact, in every conceivable way they were complete opposites.
Initially, this put the Úmaia at ease, his end goal was to have this Númenorian King wrapped around his finger after all, and not the other way around. Men were much easier to manipulate than the Eldar, and the prideful ones brimming with vanity and entitlement? They were easier still.
[[MORE]]Ar-Pharazôn in the meantime was elated. Here was the self-proclaimed “King of Men” humbled before him, stripped of his titles, nothing more than a hostage. Validation of his supremacy. So Ar-Pharazôn accepted the pretty flattery, encouraged the trickles of knowledge fed to him when they suited him—with a grain of salt of course—at first…
But no less than the kingship of the world was their shared desire, and within three years, Sauron has become Ar-Pharazôn’s chief advisor. Framing the Númenorian King not as a conqueror of lands, but as a conqueror of fate itself. Over time, admiration turned into reliance. Sauron had become the only one who truly understood the king’s ambitions, the only one who didn’t flinch from his grandest, darkest inclinations. There was a strange intimacy in guiding someone like Ar-Pharazôn towards his ruin, and Sauron savored it.
His feelings may have begun with detached calculation—but even Sauron wasn’t immune to fascination. Ar-Pharazôn was bold in ways even his beloved Fëanorian was not. He defied the Valar spitefully, fiercely, with sheer unadulterated audacity, and so their bond strengthened. Forged from shared aspirations, whispered philosophies late into the night, and the slow merging of ambition into dependency. It was not a gentle love—neither understood nor coveted such nonsense. It was more akin to two titanic egos recognizing themselves reflected in the other, and becoming fond of it.
Unfortunately, by the time either of them realized the depth of what had grown between them, it is far too late…
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end of beginning (300 words)
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Men’s Basketball RPF
Rating: General Audiences
Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Devin Booker/Kevin Durant
Characters: Devin Booker
Additional Tags: Character Study, Bittersweet, Triple Drabble
Summary:
Devin experiences an ending and a beginning after Kevin is traded to Houston.
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If there was one thing he hated more than anything it was tofu. But archers came a very close second.
Weak, cowards who hid in trees and ducked inside holes in order to render an attack. Too craven to look their target in the eye before they took its life.
Arrows fucking hurt when they hit too. Enough speed behind it to knock him back as it punctured his shoulder.
What were they gonna do with a giant fucking rabbit anyway? Feed the whole village for the winter? That was like downing a Sasquatch for soup.
“I guess nobody told them you aren’t supposed to eat monstrous meat. Stupid asshole. How come you couldn’t smell him, huh?!”